I just moved in with my fiance about five months ago. We're packing up our two story house to move to a nicer one story in the country. I cannot believe the amount of crap that boy'* accumulated in the five or so years he'* lived there!!! And it ALL has to come with us, of course

Me: "How many steering columns does one actually NEED?"
Him: "You can't get rid of those. They'll fit on the Bonneville, the Olds, or any of the three trucks!"
Me:

Last night we disassembled an entire scale farm that was upstairs, including tiny Chevy and Dodge pickups which were complete with little removable snowplows. We also found a bag of old newspapers (think: 40s, 50s, and 60s....one was a local paper discussing VJ day My interest in history is suddenly making it hard to do useful things...)

Anyway, crunch time is this weekend. We should be officially moved out by Christmas.

Doesn't sound like much fun

He'll learn.

After the next move or two. He'll be wanting to ditch alot of old stuff. I use a move opportunity as a purge opportunity regularly though.

Just don't ask John how many car parts he saw here over the weekend.

He'll HAVE to All this stuff isn't going to fit into our new house! Would someone explain to me WTF we need a distributor from a 50s era Chevy for?

Because they don't make them any more.

Car parts are immune from purging. They override female intuition. Give it up.

This is me right now ---->

Seriously, we have the stuff in our house, three tractors, and three vehicles to move IMMEDIATELY, and two more soon to come. I do not know where we're going to fit all this! I'm not sure if it'* female intuition or practicality!

If we don't use something within six months it gets chucked.
We moved last year and I came across some Nik naks and unused picture frames that had been put aside by the wife untill we moved to a bigger place. Knowing this would mean more work for me putting up shelves I just threw away the ones I new she had forgotten about(yeah, I feel a little ashamed of that :( , but none of them had sentimental value) and the ones she rememberred, well ,some of those "accidently" got broken or thrown out

I "accidentally" threw out his "good brown coat"...it started out as a duck colored Carhartt jacket, but had been worn to all of his mechanic'* jobs. It'* literally flammable because of all the oil and diesel it'* soaked up, and is now dark brown and has LOTS of holes.

WHOOPS! Threw it in the trash! OH DARN! I just threw some old tater tots, mustard, peppers, and grease on top of it, and then soaked it in juice from an old jar of jalapenos!

I'm a bad fiance, aren't I....

Update on all of this. The moving date has gotten moved BACK, but I finally got to see the new house. It'* been empty for nine years and looks like someone just picked up and randomly left. There are still spices in the cupboard, sugar in the sugar canister (EWW!), deodorant in the bathroom and bedroom, etc etc...we've got a LOT of work to do.

We're going from a two story house to a one story house, but the one story is nicer and has a MUCH better layout. In our old kitchen, you couldn't turn around at the sink with your arms out because you'd hit the wall. I lost track of how many times I smacked my head on the counter when I dropped something while doing dishes. The new kitchen is roughly 10 times the size.

The old couch is getting a Viking funeral (gas and a match in the backyard). If you punch the seats, it actually hurts. The foam is HARD.

New moving date should be in about two weeks, we hope. They want to paint the inside and clean the carpets for us first